Buddy Ross - Futura Free lyrics

[Verse 1] If I was being honest I'd say long as I could f** three times a day and not skip a meal I'm good I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour Call my momma like momma I ain't making minimum wage momma I'm on momma I'm on Now I'm making 400, 600, 800K momma To stand on my feet momma Play these songs, it's therapy momma They paying me momma I should be paying them I should be paying y'all honest to God I'm just a guy I'm not a god Sometimes I feel like I'm a god but I'm not a god If I was I don't know which heaven would have me momma Let me run this b**h I'ma run it into the ground momma, the whole galaxy God damn, f** these lames, they don't want none f** these lames, they don't want none f** these n***as f** these n***as, they don't want none f** these n***as f** you n***as f** me if I hated on you [Verse 2] I'ma stick around I'm gon' let my nuts hang n***a you got some just like me don't you? Or maybe not just like me You know I'm Africano Americano And even if you're half Japanese Roots run deep Family tree, throw a big shadow Tech company Please gimme immortality I'm going rapidly Fading drastically Or pull the zip down Wet your lips first Lick the tip now Smoke some'n Jamming To the rhythm It's a face To face Keep me high Castrati Punani fade the stress Bugatti left some stretch Marks on that freeway Marks on that freeway They tryna find 2Pac Don't let 'em find 2Pac He evade the press He escape the stress La da da da da La da da da da La da da da da [Verse 3] I'll keep quiet and let you run your phone bill up I know you love to talk I ain't on your schedule I ain't on no schedule I ain't had me a job since 2009 I ain't on no sales floor You say I'm changing on you I feel like Selena They wanna murder a n***a Murder me like Selena You must ain't get the memo I don't cut b**hes no more But your b**h my exception Come get her outta my four door I only got one four door Remember when I had that Lexus, no Our friendship don't go back that far Tyler slept on my sofa yeah n***as go back that far I ain't smoked all year This the last song so I'm finna wipe that off Tolerance is so low Still smoke a whole 'gar Menage on my birthday Tap out on the first stroke Cause this ain't no work day She don't give head anyway Cuz what n***as say That's what she tell her man What a difference distance makes n***as want fight in the streets Now sh** starting to make my hands hurt Jay hit me on the email Said I oughta act my net worth Dog this is chess now, not fetch I ain't runnin' for a n***a Ain't ran since track meet That's the only time I ran from a n***a You could change this track now Could've changed this b**h a long time ago Know and know Know and know Shout out to Hollygrove I'm from that 7th though Twins know and Lance know Clark know and Matt know sh** went 180 on me Please run that back though Tucks til 24 [Skit] You say some sh** about me? On God he grabbed me Had this n***a like... [Silent Interlude] [Outro Interview] Interviewer: Make sure you speak up Ryan: Okay Interviewer: What's your name? Ryan: Ryan Interviewer: Yo, aye be quiet. What's your name? What do you do? What's your first memory? Ryan: The first word I learned to say or that I ever said Interviewer: What's the most amazing thing you've ever witnessed? Ryan: Friendship and how it controls the world Interviewer: Hahaha, alright, what three superpowers do you wish you had? They say they have to be... Ryan: Flying, super strength... Interviewer: Alright, what's your name? Ryan: I wish I could sleep without being dead but sleep forever at the same time Interviewer: Yo what's your... stop, stop, stop Ryan: Being... very very tall Interviewer: That's f**ed up. Start over right now. Best thing about being me is that I keep a pretty clear mind most of the time Sage Elsesser: Being great Ryan: I... a lot, probably too much Interviewer: Talents, got any secret talents? Ryan: I don't think so, I'm pretty open in everything I do Sage Elsesser: Talents? I can play the theremin... Tyler... nah actually f** him. I don't know, probably Dill cause he doesn't have to do anything at all, sits inside his house Interviewer: What's your name? Sage Elsesser: Sage Elsesser Interviewer: What do you do? Sage Elsesser: I play soccer and go to school. I wanna be better at skating Interviewer: Alright that's it.... Sage Elsesser: Ever... ever thought about trying... How far is a light year? How far is a light year?